My Favorite Smut Author Is My Husband! - Chapter 11
“Ah! No, no!”
Lily, who had been on the verge of ecstasy, plummeted into pain, raising her arms to push against his chest. But the chest that had once drawn her admiration now felt like a wall trapping her.
“It’s alright. Shh, Wife.”
“It hurts, it hurts! This… ah, this isn’t right!”
She tried to escape toward the headboard of the bed, but her legs were already held by him, making it difficult to move. Feeling as if she were about to tear apart, her gaze drifted downward, and she saw the fearsome sight of his member, something she hadn’t noticed in her moments of pleasure.
“This… this isn’t what I expected! Hnn…”
It was shocking. Asulin’s manhood was so thick and large that it couldn’t even fit into both of her hands, and its tip was pressing mercilessly against her entrance.
No matter how many e****c novels Lily had read, she had never seen pictures or actual examples. As the bookstore owner had once said, she was a “naughty but innocent young lady,” and the raw sight before her was overwhelming.
“Just a little more…”
“No! No, please! Aaah!”
Asulin, unwilling to give up, caressed her waist and chest as he bent down, but it was no use.
She was now crying uncontrollably, shaking her head in refusal. No matter how much his own body felt like it was about to burst, Asulin realized that continuing would be akin to trying to kill his wife on their wedding night. He gritted his teeth and made a decision.
“W-Wife…”
“Hick, sob, stop… please stop…”
“Wife, I’m not going to continue. I’ll just pull out, so please take a deep breath.”
Feeling guilty, he wondered if the foreplay had been too brief, as she had said. He tried to withdraw, but her entrance, stretched to its limit, wouldn’t release him.
“It hurts… it hurts…”
The sensitive ridges of her inner walls dragged against him painfully as he tried to pull out, making it worse for her.
Lily, having lost all rationality, felt nothing but overwhelming fear and pain with every small movement.
“I’m sorry, Wife.”
Seeing her in such distress, unable to relax, Asulin cupped her cheeks in his large hands. He only meant to help her breathe, but the sight of her lips parting, her tongue peeking out slightly, caused a rush of heat to surge down to his lower half.
“Please, forgive me… I just want it to stop…!”
“Wife!”
Despite the heat building in his lower body, Ashulin’s heart ached with sympathy. How delicate she was.
“Wife, I’m the one who should be asking for forgiveness. Please don’t say that.”
Of course, Lily had merely blurted out a line often found in e****c novels written by the author ‘K,’ but Asulin had no way of knowing that.
“Hng… sob… haa, haa…”
“Yes… you’re doing well, Wife. You’re doing great.”
Unlike the seductive tone of Lily’s plea for forgiveness, Ashulin’s heartfelt apology seemed to have an effect.
The shame of ruining the wedding night she had so eagerly anticipated, coupled with the fear that her lower body had torn and would prevent her from ever having s*x again, had caused Lily to panic. But now, she regained a bit of her composure and began to breathe.
Matching her shallow breaths, Ashulin carefully withdrew his throbbing member, his face and body drenched in sweat.
“Hng! Ugh…!”
Lily was worried about tearing, and Asulin was equally concerned that his member might explode from the strain.
Nevertheless, after much endurance and effort, his member finally slipped out with a slight pop. At the same time, Lily felt the cold air hit her now-empty entrance, and she quickly pulled her legs together, feeling a chill.
“What should I do… it still hurts even though it’s out, Ashulin. Is this how it’s supposed to be?”
Though her small entrance, stretched to its limit, had quickly closed up, she still felt discomfort. Nervously, she reached between her tightly pressed legs, touching herself.
Ashulin, who had planned to comfort her the moment he withdrew, clenched his eyes shut at the sight of his wife, saying his name while touching herself.
“T-this… blood…! Oh no, I must have torn.”
Focused entirely on checking herself, Lily’s tears began to flow as she noticed the slight bleeding from the tear at her entrance.
She had read in author K’s novels that there could be some blood after the first time, but the sharp pain had made her forget, and now she was terrified.
“Will it heal if I leave it alone? Please, don’t abandon me, Ashulin…”
She was so scared that she wondered if her torn body meant the end of her s*x life before it had even begun. The problem was that her words echoed lines from novels she had read many times before.
Even though Ashulin felt like he had failed at their first night due to his hasty actions, the sound of his wife’s teary voice, asking in a trembling tone, made his heart sink. He held her close, feeling his softening member between them.
“Why would I ever abandon you? If anything, it’s me who needs your forgiveness, wife. I’m sorry. Everything will be alright.”
But as Ashulin embraced her, he couldn’t help but notice how soft and warm her body felt, and he realized that his mistake had been not slowing down earlier.
